Christopher's POV
"Hear, hear," my best man Connor dingles a spoon onto his glass to attract all the attention of guests as he positions himself at the center of the stage.
All heads shoot towards him and the clamor quickly dies down.
"First of all, I want to thank you all for being here to share this amazing evening celebrating," he gestures formally to our table, "love."
A few people cheer and clap shortly.
"When Christopher asked me to be his best man, I was, well - first of all shocked," he chuckles, "I screamed like a little girl - 'Best man? What do you mean, Christopher?'" most people laugh. Sophia and I don't. We're both nervously waiting for the rest of the speech, hoping it wouldn't bring further suspicion to our union. As if everyone doesn't know already. But Connor was i
